Worse, yes, but only marginally, I was just riding along having a needless twiddle with my rear shock, then went for my drink bottle and magaged to smear the shit that was on my shock all over my gloves and my drink. (I think I can still smell it)

At uni… hangover… reach down from my bed to grab my nice fresh carton of orange juice. Grab carton my gf had left there a week or two before. Had 2-3 good size swigs before the taste and fizz in the juice registered with me. Ate half a tube of toothpaste to get rid of the taste.

Went to take a swig from water bottle, fortunately just got a whiff of what was stuck to the valve before it entered my mouth. On inspection there was a nice blob of some kind of shit, presumably dog, stuck to it.

Gagged a bit but managed to keep my breakfast down.

From a cycling perspective I guess SMIDSYs are potentially worse, depending on whether you’re around to hear them say it, but what else makes you shudder when you think about it?

I was riding down a long hill once and got to the bottom and had to stop cos i could smell dogs**t. Inspected the bike…nothing…inspected my clothes…nothing…could still smell it. It was then my mate started laughing..I’d got a massive blob of dogshit on the end of my nose…he’s still laughing now.

Decomposing fox on a nightride once….. my frame and legs were covered, but he guy behind me had been chatting away merrily, so now knows what it tastes like. It had reached that fascinating khaki stage where the fur no longer clumps…..

A house i used to rent had a blocked toilet. In the back garden was a big metal manhole cover. Turns out our garden contained the main ‘hub’ for the whole streets waste. I lifted the cover to try and locate the cause of the blockage and discovered the thing was full to overflowing with excrement. The smell was pretty funky and one whiff was enough to cause me to promptly drop the lid back down. My face was hit by a poo wave made from the shite of two dozen arses.